Does this only happen in Arkansas? Or only to professors who have foolishly mentioned that they aren't Saved?
In any case: if I have to read one more How Jesus Entered My Life And How Blessed I Am Because of it paper and/or essay this grading season, I think I might yak.
I have gotten a couple excellent papers, though: one on black English; one on dive bar sociolects; one of the sociolect of hang-gliders; one examining the use of color in Howl's Moving Castle. So, well, 90% of everything being crap, as it is, I suppose I should be pleased enough.
BTW: my shoulder HURTS.